"Do they match? "
Jenny moaned as his breath filled her ear. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life. She thought he said something, but couldn't get her brain to function.
"Jenny. Do they match? " He pulled her face up by her hair. It should have hurt. It didn't. She looked at him with glazed eyes.
"Mm...wh-what? " She knew he was asking her something.
"Do. They. Match. Your panties. Are they green? Do you have green silk covering your pussy? " His words were harsh. His eyes looked cruel and unbelievably delicious.
Jenny whispered, "Yes. "
He tensed even more and angled his mouth over hers again. His hand went up her skirt. He cupped her mound with his hand. Warmth and juice spilled from Jenny. "You want it here or in the bedroom? "
He touched her clit through her panties and sucked her neck above her shoulder.
She gasped. "What? No,no, I don't think-- " She was panting and stammering.
"Right. Here, then. " He lifted her up and put her on a table against the wall. He gave her no chance to react as he shoved her legs apart and pushed in between them. He fisted his hand in her cami and bra and tugged downward. Her breasts popped out. She was immediately immersed in an overload of desire long suppressed. She had no thought. No will. No control. She didn't want any. She was a ragdoll in his arms.
She understood what was happening. She didn't know how they had gotten here so quickly. She was glad she didn't have to make any decisions. She wanted this. She wanted him.
She heard him unsnap his jeans through the heaviness of their breathing. He pushed them down. He jerked her panties to the side. She felt the broad head of his penis against her softness. He started to push in. He grunted and stopped. "Can you get pregnant? " His voice was strained.
He pushed in a fraction more as he waited for the answer. She was too shocked to speak. She could feel him stretching her. Felt him begin to fill her. The sensation was indescribable. He pulled back out. "Jenny. Am I going to get you pregnant? " His eyes were boring into hers and his nostrils were flaring. She shook her head in a tiny negative movement and a second later felt him plunge into her.
Shock reverberated through her body. He was large and thick and she hadn't had sex in a long time. Her arms slid from his shoulders to around his neck. She buried her face in his neck and whimpered. The excitement disappeared as trepidation took its place. She felt dominated by his size. By his strength. He covered her fully. She felt helpless in his arms and realized she had relinquished any power she might have to him. And he was going to take it. She held on and waited for the storm that she knew was about to come.
He felt her go limp with shock and tried to gentle his movements. It was almost impossible. He had been ready to fuck her since his first look at her. He fought for control of his starving body. He battled with the supreme need to thrust. He had to stop his movements and let her get use to him. He sucked in a few calming breaths. He slid his hands in her hair and lifted her face for his kiss. She stiffened and whimpered in his mouth. " Shhh, shhh. It's okay, babe. You're okay. I've got you. It's already in. There's nothing to be worried about. "
He reached down and ruthlessly pressed on her clit. In contrast, his mouth was gentle and his tongue as he moved it in her mouth was slow. So slow. The kiss was long and perfect and Jenny relaxed in his arms. His voice and mouth were seducing her again. "Oh, babe. You are so sweet. " He reached down and lapped at her nipple.
Fierce excitement came roaring back to her instantaneously.
"You are so perfect. Let me fuck you, babe. I need to fuck you. "
She moaned against him and he felt her soften around him as her juice creamed his cock. He moved his hands to her butt and pressed her closer into him. She moaned his name.
"Are you okay now? " His words were hard. Short and salient. "Ready? " She hung in his grasp. He looked into her face. "Jenny. Open your eyes and look at me. " She did as he asked. "Do you want this? "
She moved her hands to his shoulders. He felt her breath whisper soft in his ear. "Yes. Please. " He shuddered with need. He prayed for control as he kissed her lips and then moved them down to her breasts. He captured a nipple with his tongue and teeth and began to suck her as he deepened his penetration and began to rock. His brain splintered as pleasure ripped through his guts.
He groaned deep in his throat. Jenny felt the vibrations through her chest and body as he began to pump into her. He sucked hard at her nipple and sensation slammed through her and she bucked in his arms. He reached down between them and pressed hard on her clit until she was gasping for air and pushing against him. She tensed as pure pleasure grabbed her entire body and she screamed with the force of her release.
He felt her internal muscles gripping and clenching him before he heard her start screaming. The pleasure was intense and he started hammering at her with quick, ruthless pumps. His release when it came was violent and uncontrolled and he groaned harshly with the repeated thrust of his hips.
There was silence when it was over, with just the sound of their gasping breaths between them.
Richard held her in his arms and tried to pull his mind free from her sexual hold. The magnetic force of their attraction was mind-blowing. The sex couldn't be this good. His brain was just still fucked-up from his orgasm. Her softness was beginning to be a compulsion. Her body was becoming his addiction. This couldn't be good. But his mind denied the idea of ending it. He didn't have that much willpower. For now, he would feed the craving.
Jenny's mind slowly started working again. She heard Richard's inhalations as he held her and she tried to calm down. Her breathing finally slowed.
He lifted her face to his and smiled into her eyes. "Okay, Angel? " She tried to smile back and felt his kiss on her forehead as he slowly withdrew from her body. He pulled down her skirt and snapped his jeans. He lifted her in his arms and began to walk. "Which way to the bathroom? "
Chapter Four
Jenny stepped back into the living room and watched him pick up a photo on the bookshelf. "These yours? "
He was holding one of her favorite pictures of her kids. "Yes. That was last summer at the beach. " He carefully placed it back.